Ok well thank you so much for the reviews, and thank you for the advice re
my story, I wasn't gonna finish it but I know how annoyed I get when I like
a story and the people never get it finished so I shall try my best.
I just wanted to clarify that though I might get Max and Alec together in the end they aren't together yet and the heat I referred Alec to feeling was anger.
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"I want you to treat me with some respect." His voice throbbed with primal heat and anger and he watched Max blush and drop her eyes from his.
Shaking his head he looked at Max surprised. *What the hell was going on with him? He never snapped at Max, why was he going territorial on her now? *
Max frowned and wondered if Alec was going to hit her for not behaving. Then she straightened. Alec was her SiC, not her pack leader, what the hell was going on?
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Max opened her mouth to speak when Asha made her presence known by coughing. The tension between the two transgenics increased and Max saw Asha sitting next to Alec, their legs pressed together. Max blinked and stared at the place on Alec's leg where Asha's hand gently brushed it. The longer she stared the more she was aware of a growl beginning in the back of her throat. She coughed and brought her eyes to Alec's face, even more surprised to see a look of almost pure satisfaction as he moved just a fraction of an inch towards Asha.
Max, confused by Logan's interpretation of the signs and the utterly primal behaviour she and Alec were experiencing, stood muttering something she turned her back on the smug looking Alec and fled.
Alec frowned. As soon as Max was out of his radar he sat up straighter and began to notice that Asha was actually babbling at him. Aware that he and Max had just had some sort of conflict of wills, and that he had won, he shook his head and rubbed his arms as if someone had climbed his grave.
He could still taste that feeling of control, control he had over Max. Could see the look in her eyes as she ran from him and that feeling of sheer . something, something he couldn't describe, couldn't belittle with words.
His skin seemed to settle back to his body and he concentrated on Asha and what she was saying. His mind never far from Max.
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Max jumped the stairs to her apartment that she was currently sharing with O.C. until the radiation became too much for her. She felt slighted by the incident with Alec and some sort of instinct to prove her ability even it was just to her self.
She crouched her legs, her eyes on the 3rd floor banister and pounced. Cool air rushed past her ears, tangled through her long hair to swirl around her as she reached out her arms and grabbed the banister. Pulling herself up and round it landing softly on her feet a slight puff of dust coming up under the floorboards. Grinning she shook off the urge to show off to her imaginary audience when the door just ahead of her opened and she straightened pulling herself into a shadowed doorway. When she had left to meet Logan that morning it had still been dark, now it was nearing 10 and it seemed apparent that OC had taken a fine looking lickety boo home with her to bed last night. Max watched grinning as the petite blonde walked down the stairs flicking her hair over her shoulder to look at O.C. before she disappeared from view. Max caught the barcode on the blonde's neck and grinned even more pushing open the door just as O.C. had pushed it shut.
"Have fun last night?" Max grinned walking in the room she kicked the door shut behind her and jumped onto the counter next to where O.C. was making coffee.
"Actually, I did yes." She stopped on her walk to the fridge and with a slightly dazzled expression tried to focus nearly hazy eyes on Max. "You're not called an X-series for nothin' are ya?"
Max laughed and pushed her self off the counter. " I wouldn't know boo, you got there before me."
O.C. let her eyes widen as she let her hand stop stirring the coffee she'd just made. "Max, you can't fool lil' ole' me by tryin' to pull that one, you can't seriously try and tell me that you ain't kicked it with anyone like your boy."
Max shrugged. "It's never been about that, and anyway, he's not my boy"
O.C. looked at her disbelieving. "You never been in heat around them?"
"No." Max looked at O.C.
O.C. let her draw drop and Max was pleased she'd impressed O.C. but wasn't exactly sure why.
"Cos well, you bin in heat since we came here right Max?" Max shook her head. "Not even once?"
Max shook her head again. " Not since my transplant. I guess I must be cured."
This time it was O.C.'s turn to shake her head. "Uh-uh boo, your system just all outta wack, you let Original Cindy know when you go into heat, from what I heard, it ain't gonna be pretty." O.C. walked towards the couch and sat down, muttering things even Max couldn't hear.
Max grabbed her coffee and rushed over to sit opposite O.C. on a chair. "O.C. what do you mean?" O.C. gave her a look saying that she should know all this but sighed.
"You were designed to 'mate' with an X-5, like I dunno a breeding partner or some shit like that. Not a normal, this way was ensuring that the X genes were passed on. Some of you have it spiced up kinda by your animal characteristics." She paused making sure that she was making sense to herself then continued.
"Those of you with the most say, prominent animal genes, CO's SiC's and such would be paired by animal. There would always be more that one of that animal base for you to choose from. You have cat right? From what I can understand when you get heat crazy you're climbin' the walls for a piece of action right?"
Max nodded rubbing her arms. " Well you're looking for a piece of specific DNA. A special hotty to kick it wit'. Some one cat like. When you go into heat here every male with prominent cat DNA will crazy over you. It's usually your breeding partner though. I think, I dunno." O.C. waved her hand. "I wasn't really concentrating, just looking at my boo's eyes."
Max frowned. "Why would she be talking with you about it?"
O.C. smiled. "It was my boo who was crawling up the walls last night. She explained it to me in case I felt used. She respects me."
Max tried to concentrate on what she'd just been told but all she could hear was 'breeding partner' running around in her head. Her breeding partner at Manticore had been Alec, but that didn't mean anything. Trying to put herself at ease she shook off the implications of O.C.'s words and settled into a conversation with O.C. about the night before.
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Asha had left Alec not long after Max had run. It appeared like she was trying to make Max jealous but Alec couldn't figure out why. Female minds were just too complicated for him.
He stood up and looked around the mess hall at the few stragglers still left over from breakfast. They were mostly couples and Alec smiled. It was amazing how incidents could bring people together. Then he smirked, and how now everyone was off their birth control the females had all come into heat last night. He'd felt, dreamt of it, felt hands running down his body and skin meeting skin. He shivered. He wasn't sure how he knew but his partner wasn't in heat last night. He couldn't smell her, and though he wasn't sure what she smelt like, or the implications in a statement like that, he knew. Maybe she wasn't even in Terminal City, amongst this freak nation of theirs.
Thinking thoughts like this before 12 wasn't good news and he was just thankful that Max hadn't mated last night. If she had things would have been very different. Hang on, where did that come from. Ok so he had admitted to himself that he wouldn't mind sleeping with Max, but this possessiveness and his territorial behaviour just didn't seem right.
Max was dominant, the leader of T.C.
As he walked down the rows of tables between the lingering couples a young woman with a silver-ish tinge to her skin smiled up at him. He stopped, arrested by her eyes, mercury trapped in globes of white. She pulled her hand away from her mates and placed it on his arm.
"Don't worry Alec. Things will be clear for you."
Alec just stood, mesmerised by the images flashing behind his eyes.
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Max stood over her bike frowning. She reached up and rubbed the wrinkle between her eyes away. All she seemed to be doing lately was frowning. Not that she was ever a party animal before, but at least she still had fun.
An oily bike part sat in her palm and she was trying to remember what she'd decided was wrong with it yesterday. As realisation dawned she knelt to deal with the problem grinning at the sound of O.C. singing in the shower. Getting ready for her hot date.
Max's mind brought her to the topic of Logan but she refused to go there. She had to realised that things weren't happening, couldn't happen and that she had to cut that piece of baggage loose. She winced as she thought of Logan as baggage but she had to be ruthless, the world didn't wait for the weak. Deciding she would ask Logan to leave for health reasons after he'd sorted out this runes business she set herself to her task working until the sun, who was swimming in horizon sank into the night.
As the door to O.C.'s room opened and brought a cloud of nice smelling things into the living room Max smiled. It had only taken her two hours to get ready this time.
"You look nice boo" She turned from her bike too look up at the girl in front of her and smiled.
"Thanks, you look wack girl, go shower or something." O.C. frowned at Max's oil covered hands and smudges on her face, her hair pulled back into a ponytail that flowed down her back.
Max grinned. "What? You actually left me some hot water?"
O.C. sent a withering look in Max's direction as she walked towards the door. "Don't wait up for me."
"Have fun!" Max's shout echoed down the hallway with O.C.'s heel staccato disappearing into the night.
She sighed. Maybe a bath and bed tonight. She grinned to herself, maybe she would dream of this marked cat. She giggled. Nah, prophecies couldn't be relied upon. She stood and wiped a last smudge on her bike and looked out to the Seattle skyline. The grin fell from her face as she looked down into the night, and the kingdom she was ruler of. ********************************************************************
A/N O.K. stodgy again I know. I will try and get some action in. It looks like its all happening too fast for me, whadoyathink? You're my graders! I hope you like it though. I may have to change from PG-13 to an R tho. XXXXXX Lucy
I just wanted to clarify that though I might get Max and Alec together in the end they aren't together yet and the heat I referred Alec to feeling was anger.
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"I want you to treat me with some respect." His voice throbbed with primal heat and anger and he watched Max blush and drop her eyes from his.
Shaking his head he looked at Max surprised. *What the hell was going on with him? He never snapped at Max, why was he going territorial on her now? *
Max frowned and wondered if Alec was going to hit her for not behaving. Then she straightened. Alec was her SiC, not her pack leader, what the hell was going on?
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Max opened her mouth to speak when Asha made her presence known by coughing. The tension between the two transgenics increased and Max saw Asha sitting next to Alec, their legs pressed together. Max blinked and stared at the place on Alec's leg where Asha's hand gently brushed it. The longer she stared the more she was aware of a growl beginning in the back of her throat. She coughed and brought her eyes to Alec's face, even more surprised to see a look of almost pure satisfaction as he moved just a fraction of an inch towards Asha.
Max, confused by Logan's interpretation of the signs and the utterly primal behaviour she and Alec were experiencing, stood muttering something she turned her back on the smug looking Alec and fled.
Alec frowned. As soon as Max was out of his radar he sat up straighter and began to notice that Asha was actually babbling at him. Aware that he and Max had just had some sort of conflict of wills, and that he had won, he shook his head and rubbed his arms as if someone had climbed his grave.
He could still taste that feeling of control, control he had over Max. Could see the look in her eyes as she ran from him and that feeling of sheer . something, something he couldn't describe, couldn't belittle with words.
His skin seemed to settle back to his body and he concentrated on Asha and what she was saying. His mind never far from Max.
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Max jumped the stairs to her apartment that she was currently sharing with O.C. until the radiation became too much for her. She felt slighted by the incident with Alec and some sort of instinct to prove her ability even it was just to her self.
She crouched her legs, her eyes on the 3rd floor banister and pounced. Cool air rushed past her ears, tangled through her long hair to swirl around her as she reached out her arms and grabbed the banister. Pulling herself up and round it landing softly on her feet a slight puff of dust coming up under the floorboards. Grinning she shook off the urge to show off to her imaginary audience when the door just ahead of her opened and she straightened pulling herself into a shadowed doorway. When she had left to meet Logan that morning it had still been dark, now it was nearing 10 and it seemed apparent that OC had taken a fine looking lickety boo home with her to bed last night. Max watched grinning as the petite blonde walked down the stairs flicking her hair over her shoulder to look at O.C. before she disappeared from view. Max caught the barcode on the blonde's neck and grinned even more pushing open the door just as O.C. had pushed it shut.
"Have fun last night?" Max grinned walking in the room she kicked the door shut behind her and jumped onto the counter next to where O.C. was making coffee.
"Actually, I did yes." She stopped on her walk to the fridge and with a slightly dazzled expression tried to focus nearly hazy eyes on Max. "You're not called an X-series for nothin' are ya?"
Max laughed and pushed her self off the counter. " I wouldn't know boo, you got there before me."
O.C. let her eyes widen as she let her hand stop stirring the coffee she'd just made. "Max, you can't fool lil' ole' me by tryin' to pull that one, you can't seriously try and tell me that you ain't kicked it with anyone like your boy."
Max shrugged. "It's never been about that, and anyway, he's not my boy"
O.C. looked at her disbelieving. "You never been in heat around them?"
"No." Max looked at O.C.
O.C. let her draw drop and Max was pleased she'd impressed O.C. but wasn't exactly sure why.
"Cos well, you bin in heat since we came here right Max?" Max shook her head. "Not even once?"
Max shook her head again. " Not since my transplant. I guess I must be cured."
This time it was O.C.'s turn to shake her head. "Uh-uh boo, your system just all outta wack, you let Original Cindy know when you go into heat, from what I heard, it ain't gonna be pretty." O.C. walked towards the couch and sat down, muttering things even Max couldn't hear.
Max grabbed her coffee and rushed over to sit opposite O.C. on a chair. "O.C. what do you mean?" O.C. gave her a look saying that she should know all this but sighed.
"You were designed to 'mate' with an X-5, like I dunno a breeding partner or some shit like that. Not a normal, this way was ensuring that the X genes were passed on. Some of you have it spiced up kinda by your animal characteristics." She paused making sure that she was making sense to herself then continued.
"Those of you with the most say, prominent animal genes, CO's SiC's and such would be paired by animal. There would always be more that one of that animal base for you to choose from. You have cat right? From what I can understand when you get heat crazy you're climbin' the walls for a piece of action right?"
Max nodded rubbing her arms. " Well you're looking for a piece of specific DNA. A special hotty to kick it wit'. Some one cat like. When you go into heat here every male with prominent cat DNA will crazy over you. It's usually your breeding partner though. I think, I dunno." O.C. waved her hand. "I wasn't really concentrating, just looking at my boo's eyes."
Max frowned. "Why would she be talking with you about it?"
O.C. smiled. "It was my boo who was crawling up the walls last night. She explained it to me in case I felt used. She respects me."
Max tried to concentrate on what she'd just been told but all she could hear was 'breeding partner' running around in her head. Her breeding partner at Manticore had been Alec, but that didn't mean anything. Trying to put herself at ease she shook off the implications of O.C.'s words and settled into a conversation with O.C. about the night before.
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Asha had left Alec not long after Max had run. It appeared like she was trying to make Max jealous but Alec couldn't figure out why. Female minds were just too complicated for him.
He stood up and looked around the mess hall at the few stragglers still left over from breakfast. They were mostly couples and Alec smiled. It was amazing how incidents could bring people together. Then he smirked, and how now everyone was off their birth control the females had all come into heat last night. He'd felt, dreamt of it, felt hands running down his body and skin meeting skin. He shivered. He wasn't sure how he knew but his partner wasn't in heat last night. He couldn't smell her, and though he wasn't sure what she smelt like, or the implications in a statement like that, he knew. Maybe she wasn't even in Terminal City, amongst this freak nation of theirs.
Thinking thoughts like this before 12 wasn't good news and he was just thankful that Max hadn't mated last night. If she had things would have been very different. Hang on, where did that come from. Ok so he had admitted to himself that he wouldn't mind sleeping with Max, but this possessiveness and his territorial behaviour just didn't seem right.
Max was dominant, the leader of T.C.
As he walked down the rows of tables between the lingering couples a young woman with a silver-ish tinge to her skin smiled up at him. He stopped, arrested by her eyes, mercury trapped in globes of white. She pulled her hand away from her mates and placed it on his arm.
"Don't worry Alec. Things will be clear for you."
Alec just stood, mesmerised by the images flashing behind his eyes.
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Max stood over her bike frowning. She reached up and rubbed the wrinkle between her eyes away. All she seemed to be doing lately was frowning. Not that she was ever a party animal before, but at least she still had fun.
An oily bike part sat in her palm and she was trying to remember what she'd decided was wrong with it yesterday. As realisation dawned she knelt to deal with the problem grinning at the sound of O.C. singing in the shower. Getting ready for her hot date.
Max's mind brought her to the topic of Logan but she refused to go there. She had to realised that things weren't happening, couldn't happen and that she had to cut that piece of baggage loose. She winced as she thought of Logan as baggage but she had to be ruthless, the world didn't wait for the weak. Deciding she would ask Logan to leave for health reasons after he'd sorted out this runes business she set herself to her task working until the sun, who was swimming in horizon sank into the night.
As the door to O.C.'s room opened and brought a cloud of nice smelling things into the living room Max smiled. It had only taken her two hours to get ready this time.
"You look nice boo" She turned from her bike too look up at the girl in front of her and smiled.
"Thanks, you look wack girl, go shower or something." O.C. frowned at Max's oil covered hands and smudges on her face, her hair pulled back into a ponytail that flowed down her back.
Max grinned. "What? You actually left me some hot water?"
O.C. sent a withering look in Max's direction as she walked towards the door. "Don't wait up for me."
"Have fun!" Max's shout echoed down the hallway with O.C.'s heel staccato disappearing into the night.
She sighed. Maybe a bath and bed tonight. She grinned to herself, maybe she would dream of this marked cat. She giggled. Nah, prophecies couldn't be relied upon. She stood and wiped a last smudge on her bike and looked out to the Seattle skyline. The grin fell from her face as she looked down into the night, and the kingdom she was ruler of. ********************************************************************
A/N O.K. stodgy again I know. I will try and get some action in. It looks like its all happening too fast for me, whadoyathink? You're my graders! I hope you like it though. I may have to change from PG-13 to an R tho. XXXXXX Lucy